The fine lines
Etching my
Once admired smile
Are  a tribute to
Sorrow and pain
I have borne .

The feigned exuberance
Of the smile
Is just for you ,
M y beloved !

                           From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse, Colombo

Why cry
This is what
The world
Has become .

Accept
We are worse
Than animals
Who **** for hunger
Or for love .

The killer
Showed his
Baseless ego
Never thinking
How he would feel
If baited and killed .

A majestic creature
More powerful
Than man
Without a weapon
Laid to rest
Brutally .

Assasins ****
For money ,
Religion or politics .
Why **** Cecil
Free of all this .

Mankind
Bow your heads
In shame .
We have reached
The ultimate
Depths
Of degeneration .


                                              Collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse , Colombo

Flicker of candlelight ,
A gently gliding boat ,
The world bathed in tranquility ,
The air filled with prayer ,
The riverbank
Teeming with humanity-
An artists palette
Of myraid hues .

A fireball appears
Suddenly from nowhere
Breaking the dawn ,
Painting the world
Orange , yellow and pink .
The heavens  complete !

How lucky are we-
You and i
To share this heaven
For a while !
    
                              From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse , Colombo

Across  oceans wide ,
Through vineyards
And orchards
To the call of the flamenco

You will go
With your heart aflame
Looking for the perfect one
To love , to adore .

Beware of the blindness
which strikes you often
To ignore your hearts call
And the quest begins
Again !

                              From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse  Colombo.

How flippant
Can i be
Hugging myself
To keep my heart
From flying
Word to word
Fighting to the end ,
Killing this yearning
Bursting through
The vitals
Of my being .

                            From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse , Colombo

Shroud me in your

cold unfeeling cloak ,

take me to the world

beyond the clouds,

make me into a

cold unfeeling thing

so i could roam

the green mountains

untouched by man,

faraway from hurt



                                           Collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse, Colombo

Kissing the feet
Of umpteen lovers
Listening to whispers
Of everlasting love.

It is the magic
Of the purple plains
Which made them
Insane
And bare their souls .

Do not be jealous
Of such closeness.
It is only
A mirage
Woven by man .

You are lucky ,
My Binara blossom
Swaying alone
In a world of beauty ,
Until your breath
Leaves you in a song ,

                               From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse ,Colombo

My mind says
To release you
Of my tentacles ,
But my heart says
To draw you
Even closer
And suffocate
T o death  !

                               From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse ,Colombo

I Wish
How I wish
I had wings of a dove
To flee away
From feelings
That wet my eyes

How I wish
I had a heart of stone
To remain unmoved
By your words
Of love

How I wish
I had the strength
Of an ox
To rise above
My aching heart

Kusum Rajapakse